“I move a bit slower that is fine because I blossom after I hide.”

I loosen my grip to release this string because I am safe to let you in.

We were each other’s muses, I find that quite amusing.

Who am I to touch your soul while the world is spinning so fast.

I can be productive as fuck but I can’t be starved of love. I choose connection, touch.

You don’t realize that it’s peace over tension and calm over the rain that love is peaceful without any pain.

You left me speechless I’m glad you did because I appreciate every minute of it.

What is art without the human touch before it all gets dark.

The view looks so much better when you see the beauty inside of yourself.

Everybody has their trials and tribulations it just depends on if you have motivation.

One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.

The art of being uncomfortable is a fine one it is necessary to become strong.

A love that is, a love that was, a love that loved.

I thought of you to realize that you haven’t crossed my mind for a while.

You could have shook my whole world luckily I became aware, and I took a turn.

I decide that my vulnerability is my strength I remember to not forget.

Time is by my side I’m not running forward for time is not behind.

Love is the answer, and you know that for sure; Love is a flower, you’ve got to let it grow.

As you reach your goals set new ones. That is how you grow and become a more powerful person.

Love is the answer, and you know that for sure; Love is a flower, you’ve got to let it grow.

A bear, however hard he tries, grows tubby without exercise.

Evil is nourished and grows by concealment.

Power-lust is a weed that grows only in the vacant lots of an abandoned mind.

I’m hungry. I’m ready to grow.

Come grow old with me, for the best is yet to come!